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When Tony Caponi married Rosa McGeeHe know-a not what he got to put upFor Rosa McGee was born-a Irish you seeShe no like-a spagghetta for supp'Rosa cook-a the meat he come home-a to eatShe say "Now you eat-a meat-a you wop"Tony feel-a so bad he no eat-a she's madRosa hit him in the head a-with a mopAnd a Tony to the floor he took a flop!He no hear-a the p'liceman ring-a the bellNex' a morn' he ope the eyes in the cell then he say;

When Tony Caponi come-a back out of jailHe's still a mad and he find a stillett'He say right away this is my thanks-giving dayI'll a-kill-a the Turk-a you bet.Tony like-a the mouse sneak-a into the houseSaid-a "Rosa now I come to fix you"Rosa make-a the wish then she throw-a the dishAn' believe-a me her wish-a come-a true!Half an hour he is-a not-a come-a to,The Irish-a p'liceman take him awayEv'ry body laugh-a loud nex'-a day when he say;

ChorusGood-a morning Mister Judge what you pinch-a me for?I no make-a for the Irish much-a troub'.Corn-a beef a-cabbootch I no eat-a she's soreThen she hit me in the head-a with a club!Then the Judge-a he say "Big-a wop thirty day"and I tell you what he feel a much a blueTony make-a the plead but-a what's-a the useThe Judge he's a Irish too.

blue/white/pink; Myers drawing of Italian man, mother and child, policeman before a judge.

Subject - Library of Congress

Popular music -- United States -- 1911-1920 -- Scores

Spencer Subject

Ethnic - Italian

Digital Collection

Frances G. Spencer Collection of American Popular Sheet Music

Lyrics

When Tony Caponi married Rosa McGeeHe know-a not what he got to put upFor Rosa McGee was born-a Irish you seeShe no like-a spagghetta for supp'Rosa cook-a the meat he come home-a to eatShe say "Now you eat-a meat-a you wop"Tony feel-a so bad he no eat-a she's madRosa hit him in the head a-with a mopAnd a Tony to the floor he took a flop!He no hear-a the p'liceman ring-a the bellNex' a morn' he ope the eyes in the cell then he say;

When Tony Caponi come-a back out of jailHe's still a mad and he find a stillett'He say right away this is my thanks-giving dayI'll a-kill-a the Turk-a you bet.Tony like-a the mouse sneak-a into the houseSaid-a "Rosa now I come to fix you"Rosa make-a the wish then she throw-a the dishAn' believe-a me her wish-a come-a true!Half an hour he is-a not-a come-a to,The Irish-a p'liceman take him awayEv'ry body laugh-a loud nex'-a day when he say;

ChorusGood-a morning Mister Judge what you pinch-a me for?I no make-a for the Irish much-a troub'.Corn-a beef a-cabbootch I no eat-a she's soreThen she hit me in the head-a with a club!Then the Judge-a he say "Big-a wop thirty day"and I tell you what he feel a much a blueTony make-a the plead but-a what's-a the useThe Judge he's a Irish too.

When Tony Caponi married Rosa McGeeHe know-a not what he got to put upFor Rosa McGee was born-a Irish you seeShe no like-a spagghetta for supp'Rosa cook-a the meat he come home-a to eatShe say "Now you eat-a meat-a you wop"Tony feel-a so bad he no eat-a she's madRosa hit him in the head a-with a mopAnd a Tony to the floor he took a flop!He no hear-a the p'liceman ring-a the bellNex' a morn' he ope the eyes in the cell then he say;

When Tony Caponi come-a back out of jailHe's still a mad and he find a stillett'He say right away this is my thanks-giving dayI'll a-kill-a the Turk-a you bet.Tony like-a the mouse sneak-a into the houseSaid-a "Rosa now I come to fix you"Rosa make-a the wish then she throw-a the dishAn' believe-a me her wish-a come-a true!Half an hour he is-a not-a come-a to,The Irish-a p'liceman take him awayEv'ry body laugh-a loud nex'-a day when he say;

ChorusGood-a morning Mister Judge what you pinch-a me for?I no make-a for the Irish much-a troub'.Corn-a beef a-cabbootch I no eat-a she's soreThen she hit me in the head-a with a club!Then the Judge-a he say "Big-a wop thirty day"and I tell you what he feel a much a blueTony make-a the plead but-a what's-a the useThe Judge he's a Irish too.